Talented Genius

"What? Go to the Yixing Club?"

In the flying wind and rain, Wang Mimi sitting in the car was surprised: "Regal Dragon, are you sure you want to take us to the Yixing Club to corrupt?"

"Art Star Club is one of the few places where artists gather."

"It is not a first-line celebrity who enters and exits there, it is a famous director and producer, and again, it is also a famous domestic traffic star."

"I heard that the annual membership fee starts at one million, and the minimum consumption is 100,000 to get in. You have to brush your face and relationship."

"Are you really going to bleed?"

Wang Mimi's pretty face was full of excitement, she really wanted to go to the Yixing Club to see it, of course, not to watch the stars, but to enjoy the luxurious environment.

Huang Gangqiang hesitated to advise: "Ye Shao, in fact, you don't have to be so polite, everyone is so familiar, just find a place to eat."

"And this meal is good, I will invite..."

In addition to feeling that Ye Tianlong was too enthusiastic, he also didn't want to enter and leave this star club, and was worried about meeting Lin Yanyan and Peng Lu.

"Don't worry, I don't need to bleed for this meal tonight."

Ye Tianlong laughed and said: "Some local tyrants pay the bill. He has to ask me to eat and drink, and he wants me to bring a few more people, otherwise he is not happy."

"I have no choice but to make you strong."

"You guys have to stay up and give me food later, let me eat hard, eat hard, make my local tyrant friends happy."

Ye Tianlong was serious: "This can be regarded as a small favor for me."

Wang Mimi opened his mouth slightly: "There is still this operation?"

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "Of course, this is the world of local tyrants. I like to share the things I can't enjoy myself."

Wang Mimi said with emotion: "I really hope there are a few friends like this."

Huang Gangqiang smiled helplessly: "Power, don't listen to Ye Shao fooling around, there is no such good thing in the world, but Ye Shao makes us less burden."

"I know what you are thinking."

Ye Tianlong patted Huang Gangqiang's arm: "Don't think too much, it's meaningless to think too much, and you have to learn to face it."

"Stand up from wherever you fell."

Ye Tianlong said in a pun: "Relax and follow me to eat and drink."

"Ye Shao is so kind, and it won't look good if I twitch it."

Huang Gangqiang heard what Ye Tianlong meant and asked him not to worry about Peng Lu and Lin Yanyan anymore.

He thought about it for a while and straightened his body: "Let's eat and drink with Shao Ye."

Wang Mimi happily clapped his hands: "That is, Ye Shao is shameless, our faces are even less valuable..."

Huang Gangqiang glared at her: "Mi Mi, how do you speak?"

Ye Tianlong laughed and didn't care.

The car quickly drove to the Yixing Club, a place composed of eight seven-story buildings and twelve small courtyards. The environment is quiet and confidential.

As Wang Mi Mi said, this is a gathering place for artists. Not only do luxury cars gather at the door, there are also many handsome men and beautiful women.

The welcoming guests at the door are also tall women, with exquisite faces, jewels, fragrance, and unspeakable fragrance.

Wang Mimi glanced around, and his pretty face was taut: "Regal Dragon, the first time I saw this world, I was a little nervous."

She has captured many stars in the circle, and feels their arrogant posture, Wang Mimi can instinctively dodge.

"It's okay, they are also a head, hands and feet, nothing to be afraid of."

At this moment, Huang Gangqiang eased away from the usual restraints, as if he had changed a person, and he took Wang Mimi's hand to the entrance:

"Go, go in together."

Take it easy.

Ye Tianlong flashed a touch of approval when he saw it. It seemed that Huang Gangqiang slowly emerged from Lin Yanyan's shadow, otherwise he would not be so generous.

When Wang Mi Mi's pretty face followed Huang Gangqiang with a reddened face, Ye Tianlong also took out his mobile phone and walked up slowly.

There are two ways to enter the club, one is swiping your own membership card, the other is old customers with newcomers, and the third is the invitation or invitation code given by the club.

Zhang Qingmen applied for an invitation code to Ye Tianlong, so the first door of the clubhouse opened, and Ye Tianlong took Wang Mi Mi and Huang Gangqiang into it.

"welcome!"

Although the three of Ye Tianlong were too unfamiliar, Miss Yingbin was still polite: "Three, good evening."

Ye Tianlong nodded: "Charity dinner."

Miss Yingbin tilted her hand slightly: "Please here."

Ye Tianlong and the three followed Miss Yingbin to the No. 3 courtyard. There were already many Chinese men and women walking around, smiling brightly and talking loudly.

There are ten rows of seats with names in the main hall, which can accommodate a hundred people, and there are many cameras facing them, as if they are the important guests tonight.

There are several long and narrow wooden tables in the middle of the yard, which are filled with various exquisite food, drinks, candies,

In the corridors on both sides, guests chatted in twos and threes.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

"A lot... delicious..."

Wang Mimi's eyes just started to fall on the star, and then she was tempted by food, hungry, and then ran into the yard to eat.

Food is far more tempting than celebrities.

Huang Gangqiang smiled and followed.

When Ye Tianlong was about to feast, the phone vibrated and he could only walk to the side to answer the call. The tiger shark from Gangcheng asked for instructions...

"Australian Lobster!"

"Xiong Country Caviar!"

"Yuhua Qinglu Wine, Brother Qiang, don't drink Lafite, come here..."

In the yard, Wang Mimi was holding a large plate and constantly holding food, his small white jade face flashed with a rosy glow at this moment.

Huang Gangqiang didn't care about other people's gazes, quietly followed Mi Mi to clip food, living a real and frank life, he learned from Wang Mi Mi.

The men and women in Chinese clothes on both sides of the yard looked around and saw Wang Mimi's high plate. First, they were surprised, and then full of disgust and disdain.

They are all people in the circle with heads and faces. They are very dazzling figures in people's eyes. What have not been eaten, what have not been drunk, and what have not been played?

Are they here tonight to eat?

No, the main thing is to get closer to Zhang Qingmen, while looking for development opportunities in the circle.

So in the hour they entered, apart from drinking a few glasses of red wine and chatting, almost no artist touched the food on the table.

But the arrival of Wang Mimi and Huang Gangqiang obviously broke the atmosphere of harmony and ease.

"Oh my God, where did the starving ghost come from? Came here to eat?"

"Yes, the food on the plates is so high that I can't eat so much in a week."

"I don't know which family it is from. Looking at it like that, I guess I haven't seen the world or eaten good food..."

"It's dead, I'm almost laughing to death. I must take a few photos and send them to the circle of friends. This is the first time I met such a strange flower..."

The beautiful artists on both sides of the corridor laughed. They looked at Wang Mi Mi and Huang Gangqiang contemptuously, and sneered unscrupulously.

Wang Mimi's pretty face was a little hot.

"Just ignore them!"

Huang Gangqiang whispered: "Everything is eaten when presented. It is their business if they pretend to be a fork or not. It does not mean that we have to pretend to be a fork.

"Besides, if you don't eat these things now, they will all be dumped into the trash after the press conference is over."

He reminded Wang Mimi: "Instead of wasting all of it, we might as well eat more."

"Yeah, this clubhouse is so high-end, it won't be recycled until it's eaten, and it's definitely dumped."

Wang Mimi walked out of the embarrassment with a look of pity: "No, I want to get some for Regal Dragon too, it would be a waste to dump it."

Then she had to turn around and put another plate.

Thinking of dumping all these top delicious foods, Wang Mi Mi felt like a death sentence.

"Got it--"

At this time, there was another footstep at the door, full of momentum, and a harsh voice, causing several 18-line young artists to subconsciously avoid.

Then seven or eight Chinese-clothed men and women walked in proudly.

Huang Gangqiang's footsteps stalled.

His eyes fell on a pair of intimate men and women.

The male is feminine and handsome, and the female has a charming face.

Wang Mi Mi followed, and subconsciously whispered:

"Peng Lu? Lin Yanyan?"